"doubtfull" poems - Hello Poetry

Peace on your head, Brother I Love you. We Love you. PEACE YOU HEARD WHAT I SAID. WITHOUT HIM I WOULD BE DEAD nah No im not deaf Place treble cleff Im not the best but one day I hope to be the best that I can be. That we can be, be free. NO SEE we are one and of one blood you YOU HERE ME SON said we are one we ONE STAR the son we need the blood I see the son BLINDING EYES im fighting lies inside my mind i hide the blind. Like playing poker but the river is only mine imtryin to find; A doubtfull shadow in a drought over overexposure in a year boutes ROUND 1 HERE ME CLEARY MY SON ears and eyes can be numb Steady ******* my thumb Heres the truck and it runs Spill my ill from this quill bleed a vision Instill? Piledrive at the mill Robots is Optomis drilled Pills and pharmacists **** Im just a kid when it comes to this But poetry is this is Hope you dont miss this TWIST IT UP IF YOU WANT To do it thru it we **** hate And Love is my median No not a comedian Just meditate I see a dream and it's color blind I said the gun is thiers and im right We SOLD YOU RIGHT!? IM COLD AS ICE. but hold it tight. I speak too boldy right. Seams white is not the light? Mold me and soul the frieght GHOST IS A SOLDIER NIGHT hahha ^-^ hahha love ya Brother

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Dec 13, 2014

Dec 13, 2014 at 3:09 AM UTC

McPoe

Bushido

Peace on your head, Brother I Love you. We Love you. PEACE YOU HEARD WHAT I SAID. WITHOUT HIM I WOULD BE DEAD nah No im not deaf Place treble cleff Im not the best but one day I hope to be the best that I can be. That we can be, be free. NO SEE we are one and of one blood you YOU HERE ME SON said we are one we ONE STAR the son we need the blood I see the son BLINDING EYES im fighting lies inside my mind i hide the blind. Like playing poker but the river is only mine imtryin to find; A doubtfull shadow in a drought over overexposure in a year boutes ROUND 1 HERE ME CLEARY MY SON ears and eyes can be numb Steady ******* my thumb Heres the truck and it runs Spill my ill from this quill bleed a vision Instill? Piledrive at the mill Robots is Optomis drilled Pills and pharmacists **** Im just a kid when it comes to this But poetry is this is Hope you dont miss this TWIST IT UP IF YOU WANT To do it thru it we **** hate And Love is my median No not a comedian Just meditate I see a dream and it's color blind I said the gun is thiers and im right We SOLD YOU RIGHT!? IM COLD AS ICE. but hold it tight. I speak too boldy right. Seams white is not the light? Mold me and soul the frieght GHOST IS A SOLDIER NIGHT hahha ^-^ hahha love ya Brother

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silence the everlasting fire, and the thirst of your skin, well satisfed. never doubtfull, your eyes shine of placer, desire, and complete satisfaction. humdty in my pelvis, the silky and sour shine, in the lap of this gratefull and loved lion. and for a minute, just in that moment, im complete, serene, loved, wanted, a full beast, serened and thankfull the sorrow, the pain, and fouling acts, and the brutal theft, are just bumps, overcomed, erased with the humidity of your *** doubtfull is the one, that has not loved, her lie is a heavy cross, dark, fatal, deadly, her soul will never love beneath the divine phalus. in return, your eyes, truth, love and venture, loving an impossible, but loving even so, stertores of your loved and kissed ****** penetrated, softly and ferouciously, are the echo of the fire, crashing the sea, making life, steam, watering the earth, generating the trofhic cicle, of life, fire and water, steam of life, passion between two beasts, beautiful and loved. your honney and your desire, WILD, intense, evergreene, are vitals, for a beast of montecristo, that just drags, harm and pain, of betrayal, every cut, every scratch, every stabing, made of me, the strong man that y am. unbreakcable, and living, loving impossibles destroying the lies, ending the weakness of layars, full of hate, and envy, for losing that, holding our lives. after that, and for their weakness montecristo is the winner, a beast with a heart, learning to love, the possible and the impossible, to dissapear in the other, rapped in her ligth, and her beauty, the evil and weak of the mondego girls, only speed up, their catastrophy, y stand alone before their mistakes, and their lies and anathems, turn against them, truth clean the waters, and the fire make the steam, that generates life, makng a full cicle. so, threw desire, and mutual passion, impossible happens, in the name of life, and love, the desire quimera, could never erase the time we touch, dispise the difference full and wild. generating steam, making life, roaring, ******* groaning, and in my mind and in yours, the same desire, the overwelming truth, our truth, and the incompresible lie, vain, the echoes of the false, and ther infectious lies, corrupting wath was always life. the false notion of love, and their acomplisses, with her conning, and the not aceptacion, vain or insane, dark, crazy and incomplte.

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Aug 14, 2016

Aug 14, 2016 at 1:59 AM UTC

davide

complete - the translation

silence the everlasting fire, and the thirst of your skin, well satisfed. never doubtfull, your eyes shine of placer, desire, and complete satisfaction. humdty in my pelvis, the silky and sour shine, in the lap of this gratefull and loved lion. and for a minute, just in that moment, im complete, serene, loved, wanted, a full beast, serened and thankfull the sorrow, the pain, and fouling acts, and the brutal theft, are just bumps, overcomed, erased with the humidity of your *** doubtfull is the one, that has not loved, her lie is a heavy cross, dark, fatal, deadly, her soul will never love beneath the divine phalus. in return, your eyes, truth, love and venture, loving an impossible, but loving even so, stertores of your loved and kissed ****** penetrated, softly and ferouciously, are the echo of the fire, crashing the sea, making life, steam, watering the earth, generating the trofhic cicle, of life, fire and water, steam of life, passion between two beasts, beautiful and loved. your honney and your desire, WILD, intense, evergreene, are vitals, for a beast of montecristo, that just drags, harm and pain, of betrayal, every cut, every scratch, every stabing, made of me, the strong man that y am. unbreakcable, and living, loving impossibles destroying the lies, ending the weakness of layars, full of hate, and envy, for losing that, holding our lives. after that, and for their weakness montecristo is the winner, a beast with a heart, learning to love, the possible and the impossible, to dissapear in the other, rapped in her ligth, and her beauty, the evil and weak of the mondego girls, only speed up, their catastrophy, y stand alone before their mistakes, and their lies and anathems, turn against them, truth clean the waters, and the fire make the steam, that generates life, makng a full cicle. so, threw desire, and mutual passion, impossible happens, in the name of life, and love, the desire quimera, could never erase the time we touch, dispise the difference full and wild. generating steam, making life, roaring, ******* groaning, and in my mind and in yours, the same desire, the overwelming truth, our truth, and the incompresible lie, vain, the echoes of the false, and ther infectious lies, corrupting wath was always life. the false notion of love, and their acomplisses, with her conning, and the not aceptacion, vain or insane, dark, crazy and incomplte.

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in the doubtfull blue black wonders of the planet print of the feeling

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Jun 23, 2015

Jun 23, 2015 at 8:38 AM UTC

mark-mcintosh

Footprint

in the doubtfull blue black wonders of the planet print of the feeling

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I've been waiting so long for the events to come. I was told long ago of all the places i would eventually go. Never once doubtfull always looking into the future without second thought. But then came the day that everything was for naught. All my plans, not even related, were destroyed as if coordinated. All on the one day that I've come to hate The one that was supposed to be great. The 31st of december was that day, where all my happiness got taken away.

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Jan 2, 2018

Jan 2, 2018 at 10:04 AM UTC

Sebb

Crushed future

I've been waiting so long for the events to come. I was told long ago of all the places i would eventually go. Never once doubtfull always looking into the future without second thought. But then came the day that everything was for naught. All my plans, not even related, were destroyed as if coordinated. All on the one day that I've come to hate The one that was supposed to be great. The 31st of december was that day, where all my happiness got taken away.

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